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Cof! Cof! Cof! O__O

... Then I saw 'tonight for the first time, the first part of Queer As Folk UK (I found myself in the folder QAF so ... I wonder how it ended O_o) ... I had a long, intense thrill ...
... and I nearly vomited-___-
Now, I know ... Who is' that which should be dwarf Brian-gran pezzo di manzo- Kinney?!?!
No...no no no no...mi rifiuto, mi oppongo, manifesto contro, non lo accetto, sono da mettere al rogo!!!

...facciamo chiarezza U_U

QUESTO! è Brian Kinney



...non questo!!!



...questo è il manzo!



...e questo lo scarto di lavorazione



non facciamo confusione, per cortesia U_U

Se siete "addetti ai lavori", guardatevi la prima scena nel loft di Brian di entrambe le versioni...andiamo per punti:

1: the street, the 'meeting ... Sandstorm, by Darude, there is like a dream, followed, in the loft, You think you're a man, full frontal ... another piece of' gold embedded in the scene ... but I admit that this has nothing to ...

2: When Brian pouring the 'water, straight from the bottle, made him ... watch U.S. version * __ * ... now watch it in the UK version + __ + ... what that would do that dwarf ? -___-

3: The phrase ... that phrase ... "I know you are coming or going? ... Or coming, and going ... Than Or coming, and staying ...". Brian says the U.S., and we seem to hear the choir of angels, sensuality personified (sbavocchioso time ... lascatemi dream in peace, please * Ç *)... ... not even the UK version says -___-"

In light of the facts, look at both scenes, I was nothing short of shocked and horrified to say very little O_O ... I think there is even comparison-___-damn!

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One Shot 1

Title: Their Valentine's Day, Our Valentine's Day
Pairing: more ships
Rating: PG 14 (for the benefit of the doubt)
Warning: All the characters in this fic are not mine, JKRowling, the houses publishing, the cinema and quant 'other are the only owners of the above, there is no end only fun but profitable. The events described are purely imaginary, the characters do not really exist.
Genre: Romance, perhaps with ... some Angst speck of belief.

Notes: Fic Valentine's Day (yes, I have complied with the uniform and more) posted a day late (count 's has posted a 15, the PC-maker who was muttering again) because in the end this would be "their Valentine's Day" ... and they are more important than anyone else, for me.




"Oh Ron!"

through the common Hermione jump to see my brother's neck, her eyes shine happy, has a blue case in hand, those beautiful, those of jewelers ... that every girl wants to be seen like this in the days ahead.

"It's wonderful! You should not have, thanks! "Ron mumbled something

embarrassed, and after seven months of engagement has not yet accustomed to the reactions of extremely affectionate and Herm ... I challenge you! Hermione, books and logic, rationality and composure, which is exploding with joy this way ...!

crooked smile, but happy for him and move on.



* * * "You're only Ginny," Pansy

cuddle my sister, her eyes closed and his face in his affodato hair soft, it breathes in the scent, the 'essence' s savor the taste, everything without moving a muscle.

"You are my highest peak, my climbing failed "

Ginny smiled and did not let it end, looks around to see if anyone is going there. There's just me.
sees me and radiant smiles, takes her face in her hands and kisses her softly, almost in passing.

answer to her smile, a bit 'late, and I wish you all the best in the world.



* * * "I swear to you Harry," Draco

, kneeling in front of the Seeker youngest of the century, holding a hand in his, I remain stunned for a moment ... is not every day you see a Malfoy knelt!

Harry does not answer, looked at him in her face and tears I see a pair of twins rigargli cheeks. A smile comes on my lips and I understand that it's all right, everything goes, just as it should.

saddens me a little 'while I walk away.



* * * "Happy Valentine's Day love

A door ajar runs fast in a whisper, I come and do a stealth 'look.

"I miss you devour the 'soul ... but I'm strong, you know, just as you like"

Professor Snape bowed his head for a moment even a blind man would understand, he is tired and can not find peace. Then I see it, just a moment before Severus if the string in the chest, taking a single hiccup, the picture wears of a young Sirius Black, joined by a newer, smiling just for him, for his potion master.

Severus away the frame and put it back in place, then, from one corner of the desk near a scarlet rose. It captures the fragrance for a second one, and gives it to his love of card magic and reagents.

"I love you, stupid sack of fleas" sobbing freely now.

I smile sadly and I walk away, then it's just them, it is not right for someone to steal him.

*

"..."

Neville opens his eyes wide in disbelief, unable to articulate something that is not stammering embarrassed and amazed.

"is not enough all the greenhouses in the world to show my love"

Blaise appears from behind a corner. Embrace the back of this little treasure from her cheeks on fire and hugs him, stroking his chest. Loves him, so simply, without the frills of thoroughbred families, openly or furtively look around.

"But I hope that however you like ... the 'I built especially for you ... for us ... for our time together" she whispers her chin resting on his shoulder and squints Nev.

was from this morning that I wondered what it was that the new building in the distance you could see Gryffindor tower. And Blaise
good, you caught that little shy and elusive bird with a cage of glass, metal and plants.

*

Large room, breakfast. It's all a

exchange gifts, kisses cast to 'shadow of a statue will become more ardent, holding hands and whispering promises light at the tip of his lips.
is a sight to and from the heart, but promises more beautiful, more real, are those to which I have witnessed this morning, stealing private moments here and there, only to feel a bit 'less alone, trying to savor the small happiness even from afar.
is true, I admit it ... I am envious. I can not live my love to sunlight, this for me ... I must be a day like any other.

sadly I get up from the table and take the road that leads to 'lobby. A few steps before I left the scene to see him defeated, comes up to me smiling, almost bold, the 'object of my love, because of my pining.
He stops in front of me and greets me normally as if nothing had happened, even if he knows.

answer as usual, to avoid arousing suspicion, a joke, a joke, a laugh, a punch as a joke ...

"I go to breakfast," she informs. I l 'I have already made, or at least I tried.
"We See you in class. "

joins me, sure of himself, without even giving me time to respond, and stares at me, deep, trembling, intense and intimidating, for a moment that seems to have no end, and I touched his hand suddenly and lightweight and extremely elusive , spring breeze. His fingers collide with my warm, warm up in a moment from the thrill of happiness for that little gesture, great for me to sneak into my palm, caressing the clever and playful, with no way to trace small designs, and then go away and he moves on without looking back. All

'I suddenly stiffen, he dropped something in his hand, hidden from the rest of the world.
I squeeze your fingers around a small object that is still unknown and go out.

*

All 'shadow of a statue of any observer curious and impatient little red ball. The waste is a cioccomagico; escapes me a smile. All
'inside of' crumpled wrapping something catches my attention, some quick strokes of a feather, drawn with the unmistakable handwriting.
deployment well rectangle of aluminum.

-Happy Valentine's Day Fred.
I regret not being able to go together, as they should, as we had imagined and designed ...-

In my mind it takes to form his face, I imagine him as he wrote. I'm sure
winked, and I was born a spontaneous smile.

-... but imagine if anyone knew ... but do not worry, tomorrow is Saturday ... you know what this means, right? -

I see it blink again, this time more lascivious, without knowing wink to my time.

-I love you, George .-

cioccomagico launched into the air that I end up directly in the mouth, on a precise hit and calibrated, laughing to myself that crumpled piece of paper, only potential incriminating evidence, and push down the bottom of the right pocket, away from prying eyes.

"Tomorrow is Saturday ... already!"

Smiling, I walk away, I have this in your pocket, in the eyes of a future Valentine's all mine, and finally our own.


Mah .. I do not know ... I still have some doubt about this shot ... let me know ^. ^

Make An Electronic Toy

Oh ... Ooh! ... Oooh! ... Ohohoh!

There are ... It 's got ... it's mine, all mine ...' s I thought, 's I lived there I went inside ... and my, It' s got in his hand!
are fixed for a new ship in HP ... let's recap:
Phase 1: Discovery ... obvious ship, Draco / Ginny...felice and euphoric 's abandoned him by the roadside an afternoon of' August, bound to a pole and no water ... I assume and hope has died, if not, God forbid.
Step 2: The stallo...Draco / Harry...altro ship obvious, but far less objectionable ... and then I developed visceral hatred towards Potter.
Step 3: L 'evolution ... the ship that will last forever and I will bounce between the walls of the skull or cranial to be till death do us separi...Fred / George...la Gemona the Geminicest the Twincest. .. what you like, the juice is always the same.
Step 4: Testing ... ship Blaise / Neville...Blaise I refuse to imagine how Rowling describes it, not a racist issue, God preserve me from this me ... 'I thought in a certain way and must remain so ... cool ... cool beyond words ... and damn perfect for Neville!
Step 4a: perseverance in trials ... from a James / Severus and coming to a Sirius / Severus, James / James Severus / Remus...una cacophony of men, a jumble of ship ... but I love how the unfolding of history and the madness that pervades the minds ...!
Step 5: The 'lighting ... you can not say more, must' be my sole Copyright Italian, I hasten to the rights granted is only one thing ... ... once again ... but a het ship ship that people who ship! I foretaste whole 'Ambaradan, writing, crisis of srittore, lighting, success, applause, in the historical books of fic citations, honors and glories, appurtenances XD (d' Agreement 's agreement in a bit ... maybe I exaggerated ... but what do I care? XD) ... related to this ship will then give a person the right to Qualle credits, not so much a factor of "sameness" of pairing, but rather for "similar" we say, but this will be revealed in due course.

Stay tuned, wait for the fic! XD

Oh! and mind you ... you can leave the side of the road only a ship ... not a dog, not a cat nor any other animals ... animals are loved and respected! Not abandoned, not abused, not tortured, not used to make fur / food quality / edging jackets / self-styled medicine / ornaments, etc., not hunted or used for experiments in the laboratory! In the words of Mercutio, "a plague on your family" ... behold, the turnaround 'wish to all the fools who do things above, plague your family and also to that of your friends and ... cagarella well, now you are magnanimous and include it in the price, with best wishes for a happy death! è__é

How Much To Rear Hamster

How long ... So long ... Too long

First of all ... I apologize for the previous post, I was afflicted with acute mental regression em 'had taken the cue to write everything in English ... which is also quite incorrect to stretch out ... no comment.
Second of all (persevering happily) ... I do not update a booooootto time ... I had impallinato the pc ... turns on but the desktop screen nada, nada de nada ... first visit to the doc pc. .. uninstall some programs ... some icons did not work at all, to tell the truth ... second visit to the doc the next day ... ... pc soft communication "urgent need to format. stop. urgent communication written consent. stop. also need a new antivirus. stop. that we recommend to buy at our office. end of the telegram, "... total cost not want to think, that fucking Christmas ... New Year's Eve followed by a more dick, but at least the past by her grandmother, with no relatives (yes, because the bastards ... or better , Le Bastard, aka my mom and my aunt is just take turns for the holidays, a guy who goes to a Christmas and New Year ... ever!). So I el 'man we did on the eve the Supreme Sacred Grandmother, by Father Christmas lunch dictator Teddy Bear, reassured by the 'obligation previously imposed on the subspecies of mother that I find myself to bring the Sacred Supreme Grandma to lunch with her and following the above-mentioned obligation to sacred to go, and the night of the first 'year of the aforementioned American ever ... just like we did for 3 years now and nothing to complain, in fact, are the best New Year's and my mother and rosicare my aunt because if you lose them ... but how do you, as children, to behave like this?! Again, no comment, we avoid proliferation of insults and expletives.
fact is (that I was losing the thread of discourse conductor) which are again on these shores ... I ask forgiveness for not having more spike_follow said ... quiet dear, crisis passed ... now I feel inexorably with one foot in fossa, but I realized that there we can do anything and so I try to keep myself busy with anything; anyway thanks for the advice and the 'X ^ ^ interest in the crisis. Other internal communication
totally irrelevant ... I'm back in search of my street, I almost give up ... aka the 'uni, working a bit' and then I see and I do not want to pay the studies depend on ... from my mother for that, do not already left me medicine ... and what has he got? That the undersigned is no longer understand a damn what direction to take and has thrown down the toilet 2 years of life ... but great ', an evil wizards ...!... we'll see.

PS: ... a new template, a new punch in the eye ... I have to figure out how to load a template made by me ... but will always be an artistic mess.